Full level ruthless person

Chapter 28 Gossip
"This bitch really deserves a beating."

The thin dog stared straight at the middle-aged uncle with a stinky face, his eyes were very contemptuous, and he wanted to give him a bite.

Just one bite from him, hum!

Fang Zhixing watched the middle-aged uncle leave arrogantly, thought for a moment, and followed him leisurely.

Seeing this, Xigou asked in confusion: "Why are you following this Diao Mao?"

Fang Zhixing replied: "This guy is a lazy man. He looks like he is idle and lazy. As long as a person like him has money, he will definitely go to a place where people are too blind to gossip and play with things."

Xigou felt confused and a little disbelieving, and asked in surprise: "Are you sure?"

Fang Zhixing rolled his eyes at Xigou and said bluntly: "Aren't you just this kind of person?"

"..."

One man and one dog followed silently.

Not long after, the middle-aged uncle paced and turned into a deep alley. After walking in for a while, a simple teahouse suddenly appeared in front of him.

The location of this teahouse is a bit remote. If you are not a local, you may not be able to find it.

The middle-aged uncle hummed a little tune, walked into the teahouse, and found an empty table to sit down.

The teahouse is not big, with seven or eight tables and more than ten guests.

The middle-aged uncle didn't look at anyone. He raised his hand, flicked his sleeves gracefully, and flicked away the big coin given to him by Fang Zhixing.

The big money was spinning in the air and landed on the table, making a crisp sound.

In an instant, other people in the teahouse were attracted by the noise and turned their heads.

One person laughed and shouted: "Kong Erleng, where did you earn the money? Could it be that you stole other people's things again?"

Kong Erlang then opened his eyes wide and scolded: "That's nonsense. How can you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air? I earned this money based on my own ability!"

As soon as this word comes out!
Everyone couldn't help laughing, and the atmosphere inside and outside the teahouse was filled with joy.

this situation...

Xigou was completely speechless and was convinced even if he didn't want to be convinced.

What's more, Fang Zhixing's brain is so fast that he will know what to do when others stick their butts out.

Thinking of this, Xigou felt uncomfortable all over, and the more he looked at Fang Zhixing, the more disgusted he became.

Kong Erleng raised his chin and shouted loudly: "Boss, cut the pot of tea!"

The boss brought a pot of hot tea and a big tea bowl, put them on the table, and took away the big coin.

Kong Erlang drank by himself, as if no one else was around. He didn't notice that Fang Zhixing also entered the teahouse and sat at the table in the corner.

At this time, people in the teahouse were already chatting.

"Have you heard that Mr. Chen is taking in another concubine?"

"What, marry another one?!"

"Good guy, what room is this?"

"It's the ninth room!"

"Mr. Chen is now seventy-two this year. He is really getting stronger with age!"

Everyone was talking about the gossip about the richest man's family in the market town.

Kong Erleng suddenly sneered and said: "You guys know nothing. Mr. Chen has married nine wives one after another, not because he is getting stronger with age."

Everyone turned their heads and shouted: "Hey, you know most about it, right? Then tell me why?"

Kong Erlang just kept silent and drank tea leisurely.

Upon seeing this, someone handed me a plate with five or six leftover peanuts on it.

Kong Erleng suddenly smiled, picked up a peanut and put it into his mouth. While chewing it, he said, "Hey, you only know one but not the other. Mr. Chen actually has troubles that he cannot tell."

The man who gave the peanuts asked: "The Chen family has a lot of gold and jade, what suffering can Master Chen have?"

Kong Erling clicked his tongue and said, "Haven't you noticed that Master Chen only has one son, Uncle Chen? Although Uncle Chen has married three wives and concubines, he has no children?" Everyone's expressions changed.

There are three kinds of unfilial piety, no descendant is the greatest!
Regarding the fact that Uncle Chen has no descendants, everyone has actually noticed it for a long time, and there have been many rumors.

Someone whispered: "That's right. Does that Uncle Chen have any hidden illness?"

Another person clicked his tongue and said, "No way. Uncle Chen is a martial arts practitioner. He is very strong and has killed a cow with one punch. Will he not be able to have children?"

Someone soon speculated: "Could it be because he has practiced some kind of miraculous skill? I heard that people who practice "Tong Zi Gong" cannot get close to women."

"you're so dumb!"

Immediately, another person retorted: "If Uncle Chen can't get close to women, then why did he marry three wives?"

"Yes."

One person echoed: "Uncle Chen is a disciple of the Black Tiger Clan. The secret skill of the Black Tiger Clan is the Black Tiger Kung Fu. I haven't heard of any taboos in this martial art!"

At this time, an old man with a goatee's beard was chewing melon seeds and said: "My grandson is also a martial arts practitioner, and he is under the disciple of 'Iron Palm Cheng Tianen'. That boy told me that there are not so many taboos about practicing martial arts, and he can marry and have children normally."

Everyone was talking, unable to explain a single reason, and finally they all looked at Kong Erleng.

At this moment, Kong Erleng ate the last peanut, slowly took out his cigarette, and knocked off the ashes against the table leg.

Then he kept knocking, knocking, and clanging.

Everyone soon noticed that Kong Erleng had no tobacco.

Everyone looked at each other speechless for a while.

The sheep-bearded uncle sighed and took out a handful of tobacco from his pipe.

Kong Erleng was overjoyed and hurriedly stood up to catch it, lit it, took a sip happily, and puffed out the smoke with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

He then said: "My aunt works as a maid in the Chen family. She told me that Uncle Chen never spends the night with his third wife and concubines."

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised, but some people had already thought of something and clucked their tongues: "Is that rumor true?"

Kong Erleng chuckled and said, "Uncle Chen likes to practice martial arts. He has raised four slaves as sparring partners. My aunt said that Uncle Chen and those four slaves stay together every day and they are like glue to each other."

The world suddenly burst into exclamation.

It has long been rumored that Uncle Chen has a long-yang habit and a habit of cutting off his sleeves.

After Kong Erlang said this, it seemed to be true!

This gossip was so exciting that the teahouse was boiling instantly.

"What do you mean, Uncle Chen likes men and he sleeps with men?"

Some people were ignorant and asked in surprise: "How do men sleep with men?"

Immediately, someone picked up two chopsticks, tapped each other, and said with a smile: "Do you understand?"

People who didn't understand looked at it with confused expressions, while those who understood smiled meaningfully.

Fang Zhixing listened carefully, then suddenly raised his hand and said, "Boss, let's have a plate of peanuts."

"okay!"

The boss quickly brought a plate of peanuts and said with a smile, "Five big bucks for your patronage."

Fang Zhixing took out the money in a leisurely manner, and at the same time motioned to the boss to come over.

When the boss saw this, he understood and leaned down.

Fang Zhixing asked: "Where in the market town did they mention the 'Black Tiger Gate'?"

The boss smiled and said: "Black Tiger Gate is not in the market town, but in Qinghe County."

Only then did he know what was going on, and asked again: "Where is the 'Iron Palm Cheng Tian'en' that the uncle mentioned just now?"

The boss couldn't help but look at Zhixing carefully and replied: "Master Cheng lives in the west of the town. His house is a white-walled compound. There are two stone lions in front of the door and a banana tree planted at the door."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but ask: "Why, you also want to learn martial arts from a teacher?"

(End of this chapter)